My wife loves being a mother. I've never heard her once wish that she could be away from her children. She embraced it wholeheartedly from the moment our first daughter was placed in her arms to this present moment where that same daughter is navigating her way as a sixteen year old.
When my oldest daughter was in third grade, she was given an assignment during creative writing class to write about heaven. The teacher provided the first line but she was to create the rest. How refreshing it is to see something so beautiful through the eyes of a child. So innocent. So pure. The paper…
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